I wonna' wear black for my wedding,
dark bride on a deep dark night.
the stars will shine bright up above me,
small diamonds of night dust, of light.

I wonna' wear black for my wedding,
open my arms, be one with the sky.
the wind will be blowing inside me -
carrying my soul up and high.

and my groom all in white and silver,
like a big moon in a moonless night,
will take my hand and his voice will shiver
when he'll whisper: "be mine - my dark bride".

be the air, the dark sky around me,
be my breathing, the pulses of my heart,
be mine and let me enlighten you,
let me be the moon in your nights.